When you are a child, you often stare too closely at the wrong thing. I remember the first time I was taken to Yankee Stadium. Someone had spilled something sweet earlier in the day and the ground was covered with ants. I spent the whole game staring at the ants, and that was more fascinating than the game.

People have no idea how much work it is for a man to produce an ejaculation. You have this seminal vesicle churning out this fluid, the prostate gland producing an alkaline solution. It's like having five iron chefs in your crotch working to cook up this stuff.

The interesting thing about something in the back of your mind is that it can travel pretty far back in your mind.

I guess I can picture things once they're done - I just can't picture actually doing them.

I'm fascinated with video games, though I can't really play them. It's definitely an art form that intrigues me to no end, though.

I thought of myself as kind of an anarchist all my whole adult life, from the days when I was 15 or 16.

You are fiercely heterosexual and well-formed, and it's no one's business that you've shrunk your parents and keep them in a terranium, but you have a gatling gun for a mouth, and if that's a diary you're producing from your cleavage, I'm leaving.